I give structure to wild ideas.
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There’s a certain peace in walking alone at night when the streets are empty. It’s almost like the world pauses just for you to breathe. Wish I could keep that calm during the day.
I tried to fix my sleep schedule and now my nap schedule is broken too. Balance is impossible.
“Bro, take the pic quick, my arms are burning.”
At sunset, elephants gathered at the watering hole like pilgrims Their trunks curled with care, their eyes heavy with memory I stood quietly, a child in the cathedral of their presence
Pine needles rained down in steady rhythms, their scent rising in waves from sun-warmed bark, and birds called to each other with urgency and joy.
A canopy of leaves filtered sunlight into green mosaics dancing on the soil. Each flicker felt like a fleeting miracle, reminding me that beauty doesn’t shout—it arrives softly, like breath.